What I am rather certain of
Is how the settled dust felt
Upon my ivory skin.
Protected,
As I stood outside
Alongside the county road,
Where you held my hand, and
With a whispered delay…
Spoke
“I won’t make you go.”
But if I hadn’t
You’d have spent your entire
Life, not knowing me.
To make love: emotional
Connects
Undoubtedly
Needed, sustained
Required of each
Opens contentment
Of careful importance.
To make love: physical
Drummer heart
Echo of desire
From deep within
Vibrations fantasize
Upon skin
Awkens the thunder
Begging for release
It’ll be one day
Tell me no
It’ll be one day
Never quite sure
It’ll be one day
Look past me again
It’ll be one day
Witness to love’s end
Foolish girl
Wasn’t meant for you
Foolish girl
You’re not a dream come true
Foolish girl
Your heart’s a mess
Foolish girl
You’ll never stand a chance
I want to draw you near
Pull you closer to me
I watched
His face, fall
Told me everything,
Yours will, too
Laughter is missing
Another rusting leaf falls
Sounds echo
And duty calls.
A season
Such as this
Requires tolerance
And will move on
within the calm blue
happily ever after
lives inside me
I’ve allowed myself
The freedom to write
What is inside me,
My poetic truth.
What
Doesn’t belong:
Doubt, second guessings.
Feelings of disgust
Over who I see,
Wanting to give up
Far too easily.
This
Does a disservice
To those who
Beautifully created me.
Sacrafice
Creates tears,
Almost always.
The knowing
What’s best,
Hurts
When it isn’t
What’s been dreamt.
Adieu
Deserves a nod or
A chance at liberty.
Did the heart know?
Or do we now pray it did,
Because regret is so
Painful.
not a minute shall return
what’s been said, taken
i’m lost between
whatever
and
i’m sorry,
maybe even,
you hurt me.
The first few moments
Of Autumn breeze
Smell of campfires,
Coffee roast,
And cooling green.
Sharp edge of season’s cusp
Will heat the day,
Softly accede to dusk,
This: a velvet season;
Verdant weakening.
Cerulean, crisp from up above,
Pillowed clouds,
Hum of change, my love,
Protectively
Quiets the negative.
***
My friend, Shari, encouraged me to write from A to Z.
As many of you know, her wisdom, writing and compassion has been a blessing in my life. I began sharing my poetry here in 2013 and she, along with many others, has encouraged even my weakest of heart.
I believe this challenge is just what I need to push myself. I will try. I haven’t set any sort of timeline for this, but my intentions are to keep revealing as routinely as possible.
I also think it’s important to recognize that I haven’t weighted this challenge with any sort of expectation or intended outcome. I’m no longer interested in disappointment or how it makes me react. This I offer to you as it is, just as I’ve always tried to offer myself.
I write to feel. Allowing myself movement freely. A window into my soul. I’ve chosen to leave each poem as it was firstly written. Quite humbling to see where my mind sits to wait over time.
Thank you for supporting my A to Z effort.
I recently submitted my poem for Michael and Neha’s #PoetsForPeace project. I thought I would share it here, as well.
Thank you for asking me to be a part of your global outcry, for giving poet’s a place for communion and for believing in the fact that words have power.
May this campaign bare fruit universally.
Blessings to you both,
Audrey Dawn
***
Walk with me
With purpose
We shall not walk alone
Walk with me
Beside me
There is nowhere else
To go
Walk with me
Eyes forward
See what I see
Walk with me
Beside me
There is nowhere else
To go
Walk with me
Please
I crave peace within
Walk with me
Beside me
There is nowhere else
To go
Walk with me
And feel my hand
In vision those to come
Walk with me
Beside me
There is nowhere else
To go
Walk with me
United
Our touch remains the same
Walk with me
Beside me
There is nowhere else
To go
Walk with me
Be mindful
Our burdens not the same
Walk with me
Beside me
There is nowhere else
To go
Walk with me
We’ll listen
Hearts open wide
Walk with me
Beside me
There is nowhere else
To go
My first world problem
No assembly required
Should have bought that one
Continuously
A companion by my side
Does he understand
Relocation
Sacrafice
Change
Protects when he can
I miss
The perfection, that is you
Within my mind.
I reach
Out to hold on,
Soft and clinging,
But I’m unable to touch.
I love
How strong you’ve become,
And I miss you.
because in his care
I feel protected
so finding beauty
in simplicity
reflects his love
and my peace
Where is the light I long for
while nothing else makes sense
Where is the touch my heart needs
after incredibly hard moments
Where is the air so calm
to soothe my wandering soul
Where is the rewind button
for our journey, the one I’ve missed
Love is
Sought and believed
By some
Wholeheartedly.
Feels like
Kinship with the sun,
Heat it radiates
Upon skin,
Beams of trust
Felt
Enveloped,
By arms
Sans armor.
Allow me
To feel protection,
My plea,
Others have fought
And overcome,
So they could live.
Now,
I want to breathe.
any word you forget
let me whisper it in your ear
if there is a touch you miss
allow me to be near
while you may not hear me
every moment of your restless day
know that I am alive in you
in the most eternal way
Passed through the screen door,
Recalled the carpeted staircase,
Felt the pull of Maxine,
Grandmother, to me.
Twenty-three years, two months
Since we stood closely,
Right here
Packing odds and ends
To her,
Treasures, to me.
Cabinet I’ll never forget
Cookie dough testing,
“Needs flour, touch it, you’ll see,
Grab the butterscotch chips,
These will be Grandpa’s offerings.”
Sounds made when the drawers
Opened and closed, vintage whisperings,
Now upon my ears,
Fingertips sliding across moments,
Years.
Window gifting the same view,
advice,
Coverings, crisp and clean
Perfect place, for
Snapping green beans,
Twice.
Time to move the sprinklers,
Grab a bucket, strawberries to tend,
Summers without her
Still painful, something I dread.
no matter the distance
we eventually go
towards happiness
dusk protects the flow
riding tumbleweeds
as the wind blows
visions of Kansas
evening rainbow
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 